Princess Yeri.I, Camille, and Mehera are standing together in the grand hall. Our eyes sweep over the vast space that would soon be transformed for the twin’s birthday celebration. The room is adorned with high, arched windows that lets in streams of golden sunlight, illuminating the intricate tapestries and marble floors. I am dressed in a light blue gown and my hair is styled in soft waves, a delicate circlet rests atop my head. I gestured with my hands, envisioning where the decorations and tables would be placed.Camille is standing to my right, she is wearing a deep green dress that complements her auburn hair, which was braided elegantly down her back. She has a keen eye for detail, pointing out areas that could be enhanced with floral arrangements and colourful banners. Her expression was focused, and often times, we burst into laughter as she continues tease me about this morning. She won’t let me forget about it even if I wanted to.Mehera is on the other side of the hall, i
Alpha King Orizon.“Speak.” I say and the servant girl jolts.“Yes, your majesty…. I was told to clean my lady’s jewellery earlier today. I took it to the Sterling Chamber. While I was cleaning, I left the table for just a second to get a glass of water and when I got back to it. I saw Alice, standing there. I did not think anything of it until I counted the jewellery and I saw that at least five were missing.” The maidservant of Mehera says.I am on my ornate throne, radiating authority. My expression doesn’t match the gravity of the situation. Beside me is Agnes, the ever-watchful attendant. Lady Mehera is silent, her demeanour is masking the turmoil of the current scandal. Yeri stands nearby too, her face is calm and she keeps a protective eye on her accused maidservant. When Agnes told me that Yeri decline my gifts, it bit my ego—it made me wonder why? How dare she? Was it beneath her, has she received more than that, why did she see my fervent desire in the manner of my gifts? T
Princess Yeri“Your majesty.” I say, for the first time and he doesn’t turn to look at me. Behind me, I can hear Alice being pulled away by the guards in order to be flogged. Diana and Beth are looking at me in desperation to do something to help her. One again, I pick my gown from the floor so that I can walk faster to pursue after him. “Your majesty—“ I say, and this time. I, myself can hear the crack in my voice. I need him to turn and look at me…I need him to reverse his command. By the heavens as he is walking away, he stops to speak to a minister and I rush over to his side.I stand behind, quietly—waiting for him to finish acknowledging the minister. The minister looks at me, wondering what is going on and he stutters as he addresses the king.“She—?” He says. King Ozar looks over his shoulders and finds me. Without acknowledging, he turns to tahe another step but I grab a hold of his arm. The minister walks away and King Ozar refuses to look at him. I bring myself to his vi
Alpha King Orizon.Her words. They sting my chest and I allowed it to. However, I am king and I do not retract my command. Her maidservant was caught with the jewellery and that is all I needed to push forth the order. I will not be guilt tripped for I am king and I am above the law. After watching her silhouette retreat, I turn to see Mehera.“Your majesty.” She says and I am not sure how long she had been listening to the exchange of words between Yeri and I.“Thank you for restoring justice but, Yeri looks unhappy…”“Her maidservants stole! I don’t care if she seems unhappy.” I say and Mehera steps back.Yeri has already stepped on my toes and now, I am reliving my anger to Mehera who has nothing to do with it.“I didn’t mean to raise my voice at you.” I say, trying to step away but Mehera places her hands on my shoulder. When I turn to her, to see
ContdAlpha King Orizon.“Your majesty?” Mehera calls me.The maidservants are done in preparing the blankets on the grass and I head back towards her. The picnic arrangement is set in a picturesque meadow on the castle grounds. A large, ornate blanket is spread out on the soft grass, embroidered with the royal crest and patterns of gold and burgundy. The blanket is surrounded by a variety of cushions for comfort. A low table had been placed on the blanket, laden with an assortment of delicacies. There are plates of fresh fruits, cheeses, and meats, as well as a selection of pastries and breads. A silver pitcher of wine stands in the center, accompanied by two finely crafted goblets.“Please, take your seat.” I say, scratching my nose. If I could rewind time, I would never let what happened the carriage happen again. Truly, it feels wrong…as if touching another woman was both disgusting and dishonourable. Why? What has changed about me? If it were Yeri, I would have never let go of he
Princess Yeri.I wait at the door until Collins comes out. I don’t understand how a sibling of the king is reduced to working as bookkeeper in the castle, under his own brother’s regime. Yet, it is simple to understand because I know who Ozar is and I just happen to know that he hates Collins. My question is, did Collins really join hands with my brother? Did he seek out to treason in the first place? As I wait, scholars of the castle in their academic uniforms pass my side and they take second glances at me. Before coming here, I had to drag and pull out the information from Camille. Finally, she told me that Collins had been sent to the bookkeeping part of the castle and I just happened to force the whereabouts from her mouth.Scholars Aclove.This wing is nestled away from the main castle, it is supposed to be sanctuary for the kingdom's intellectuals. And from what I can see, it is a place where the whispers of history and the hum of scholarly debate strives in the air. As every s
ContdPrincess Yeri.“The king must not see us together.” Collins says.“I don’t care.” I say and he squints his eyes at me.“What do you mean you don’t care Yeri?” He asks and I exhale.“It is exactly what I said.” I repeat.“The last time he saw us together…” Collins says, stepping back as he remembers.“He almost killed you, his own brother, I saw it—”“No, you didn’t see Ozar’s nature. He could hurt you if he were to get a sniff of this.” Collins says and I become quiet. After seeing the manner in which the color of my face drains, he pauses and takes a step closer.“I need your help.” I say, unable to control the stream of tears that rolls off my eyes. And Collins, as if he knew the tear would be rolling off, he catches it with his thumb and I gaze into his eyes.“Do you still want to commit treason?” I ask.“How can I dare move along with it? It is my fault that you are here and your brother is nowhere to be found—”“Magnus is alive.” I cut him off.“You know where he is?” Colli
Alpha King Ozar.“No one?”“No one, your majesty. They are full proof records, no one would just have access to it.” The lead guard of my chamber says.“What are you thinking? I brought the files to you myself in order to avert a situation like this. Apart from us, the only other people who know about this are the ministers of defence and recruitment. What are we missing here?” Kaine says and I exhale.“Your majesty, have you forgotten that you brought consort Yeri here?” Agnes says and I look at her.“Consort Yeri?” Kaine says, looking back at me.“It was a few days ago…” Agnes says.I am silent. I simply do not want to believe that it could be Yeri. I won’t even make it an option.“Y—yes…it’s true.” The lead guard says and we deviate our attention to him.“A few days ago, I was present when Consort Yeri left the room for a short while.” The lead guard says.“Tell me what happened.” I say, the tenor of my voice has increased to a tone more noticeable.“Consort Yeri left to get a cup